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[sevgi]

its like 2am and im a lil (halal) emo today...heres a poem i wrote.Hope it draws you closer to Allah...one of the worst ive written...religious rhymes are so cliche..fear, near, dear, stare, air, arms, charms, sin, win...

excuse the cliche...




I creep past you but you know im there
With my arms held out i stare
Wont you let me take you in
Wont you let me flee my sin

I hold it tight as though im going
Cant let go of the fear of not knowing
How long will this be
How long in the dark
How long till the noise makes a spark.

How many times weve lost our way
Thinking weve fixed it...
‘towbah’..nothing more to say...
Chew your words as you do your pride
Digest that towbah...let it be your guide

Why upset him, when he deserves the best
How dare we fear, yet fail our test...
Its all words sometimes
Its time to take a step
Into the light
Into the clear
Into the scented garden so dear.

I fear for us all
Namely my soul
I fear for i care not
For who makes me tall
Why cant i see
Why cant i see
That i am weak
That i am sore
That i am heading for that door...

There is no turning back...
You know its going to be hard
So let him carry you there
Let him fill your heart.

Next time you cry
Instead of burying away
Try opening your arms
And hearing what he has to say

The phone line is there
Always on the hook
Just close your eyes and breathe it in
Its his voice in that book.

Step barefoot
On the freezing grass
Let it all embrace you
Its time for namaz
Its fajr time and someone is calling you
Its that voice you never hear
The one that knows you love him
The one who is ever near.

 

[sevgi]

fine..no one likes my 2am poem..humphh

 

[MT2]

That's nice mA. That's my favorite part :

Next time you cry
Instead of burying away
Try opening your arms
And hearing what he has to say

Thanks for sharing

 

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:salamext:

Whoah MashaaAllaah sis!!!!!!!!! That was deep!!!!!!! :thumbs_up

 

[IbnAbdulHakim]

mashaAllaah its very good

 

[sevgi]

i had another blah moment...lol...i need a blog



Oh Allah,
Give me the key
To lock my heart
So that only the very best
Can get through to me.

Oh Allah,
You yield the power
To twist and turn my heart
Lead it so that it is filled and covered
With the love and light of Islam.

Oh Allah,
Give me the chance to show you
That I can love for you
Love with you
Love through you
That true love so subtle, yet so strong
So complex yet not convoluted.

Oh Allah,
Make it so that
I harbour no hatred for them
I don’t want to be angry
For this I am not worthy
Show me that I can walk away
That I can make you proud.

 

[no1_outbider]

Awesome mashAllah!Ilike the use of repetition!

 

[Souljette]

MASHALLALHHH SIS YOU Should keep writingg seriously ...I'm liking your blah moments

 

[TrueStranger]

Masha'allah let it all follow from your mind through your pen and into the paper.

Sweet keep it up.

 

[sevgi]

...

i write a lot..but not so much religious stuff..and when i do..u will get first dibbs..

im actually bad at poetry lol..i hate my poetry..except a few favourites..

thanks guys..

 

[Souljette]

YE i better get first dibbs on them

 

[sevgi]

im having a bit of a rough one tonight..and i popped in and read these poems ive written..ahhh..i wish i cud do as they say...

 

[Souljette]

sis sometimes that happens ...we look back and we dont' feel the same as something in our lives changed and affects our iman as well Inshallah we pray that our Iman keeps increasing

 

[sevgi]

salams

its 2.31am..am procrastinating and had another blah moment....

enjoy-ish...(this one is random..dno if it makes sense..dno if its meant to)


The one who knows i love him
Knows that i stood there today
Staring for a while
Standing on that pile
...of slander, hate, gossip and sin.

He was waiting for a sign
Waiting to hear me say it
Waiting to hear me crack
Turn my path back
Climb my way out of that pit.

All it would take is a word
But im blind, deaf, sore and cannot see
Living through life
Living through hell
All that this world has to dispel.
But why cant i leave it?
Why do i love it?
...as if endlessly.

Please
Fool me somehow
Save me right now
Pull me by the ears
Drag me by my fears
But make sure you make me
Make sure im sorry
Before i hit fate
Before its too late
Before im thrust into a world of checkmate.

I don’t want to be a bad one
I want you to love me
I want you to discover
What is inside me...
Coz i cant seem to show it
I cant seem to care
My heart is not open.
My heart is so bare.

i wish i could love you
but its just not happening
i open my hands right now
ask you to help
ask you to take my hand
ask you to be my steps
be my eyes and ears

be my everything
please dont turn me down
i want you to believe me
i dont want to do you wrong
but i cant stop deceiving
cant see what im receiving.
open my eyes, open my heart
be my light
be my guide
beconing in the dark
i cant go without...

 

[Güven]

that was ......MASHA"ALLAH!

 

[sevgi]

no it wasnt..lol..

but thanks...

 

[sevgi]

another procrast.

but this time i dont feel like writing a peom. just my thoughts as they flow..staring now...: (to God)

sometimes i feel as though ive lost you...like you arent aware of what i am doing. but somewhere deep down i always know that you are there...watching on...smiling at my silly mistakes...dissapointed with most of the things i do...

must be something to watch over..knowing all that you know..yet not saying a word...just smiling..waiting for silly old me to make the right decisions..take the right turns...i know ur smile is upon me always...that smile promotes patience. and hope. the two things i know are all i need...all i need to get through everything.

i know you speak to me often...always...you peek into my heart more often than i do. what you see in there..i am ashamed of....but in perhaps a small corner...i have a place for you...one i wish will be eternal....as long as my conscience is in tact..i know i will hear and feel you always....my conscience. my direct phone line with you...where we exchange smiles.......you tell me to be patient....i tell you its hard....you tell me to trust you....i smile...and say i'll try....

trusting you is easier than not trusting you....but you seem so distant...so many veils between us....but....i know that these veils lie between me and you...not between you and me...you are in my heart....while i cannot see you...i cannot smell you, feel or taste you....but you are in my heart....whos to blame? its like a dumb, deaf, blind and senseless man....lying in a coma...he exists...but he is unaware of the presence or existence of those sitting at his bedside....

you too sit on my bedside...but i see my novel. i see my phone. i see my ipod and my radio....but you stay beside me anyway....you wont let go...as long as i keep that small spot for you in my heart....everytime you peek in there...i hope you see it. i hope, regardless of its minisulness, that spot makes you smile....

life is like a blank sheet of paper. you hold the pen....you hold the eraser. you write what you wish..and you erase what you wish. ultimate trust would be to accept this and embrace it....and worry about nothing....but i do...i am petty and small...and above all things....i know you are love and mercy. i know you dont need me...but i know that you know i need you....so you dont leave me.......you wait on reserve.......and only when i have used up all life lines, family, frends, preoccupations and tools in order to fix a situation, do i turn to you. i leave the strongest and the absolute to last. whos to blame? i am an idiot.

i wish that the moment something goes wrong, i could throw myself onto my prayer mat..instantly...and just release.....and trust you to write and erase as you wish....

i continue to live a life devoid of you. but you are never devoid of me...and that is why i exist. you will always love me more than i can ever love you. that makes me special. you bothered to create me. you gave me arms, eyes, feet...a soul..a history, a family, a future...existence. i am special......as is everyone else you have created. if you bothered to create them...they hold some significance.....so they too, like me, are special...and i must love them.

you gave me this brain.....and you said "find me..but ur nt gna see me...but everything else will have a direct path which leads to me" my role is to find one.....and follow it...it could be through a flower...it could be through suffering....but he is there at the end of the road. find me.......find me......i smile at that...you keep my mind preoccupied....its our little game....life is a maze...you want me to be in life...but also be so above it...so that i am actually floating....floating towards you...body vs spirit.....one walks and stumbles while the other tries to float and flutter to you.....but we supress the spirit....load it with solid preocupations....its crying to me....but im deaf and blind...i am the man in the coma......and i must wake from within....external forces are futile.

i wish i could ask you if you loved me....but youd probably tell me to shut up and open my eyes....so i try....to see you..to smell you, to breathe you....i try to remove each veil..one by one.......one by one.....and one day....i'll hear you and see you so clearly.....i wont need anything else.

thats when the pieces will sit in place....and my smile will mirror your love for me.

 

[aysenil]

woow sis mashaAllah these all r so nice.
:bravo: that u r writing english poems thats great.... keep it up sis :thumbs_up

 

[sevgi]

woow sis mashaAllah these all r so nice.
:bravo: that u r writing english poems thats great.... keep it up sis :thumbs_up

hehe thanks sis

i sure wish i cud write poems in any other language besides english..but i mite scare all of you away

 

[sevgi]

It's been a while since I've posted anything in here. Here's a poem which probably only makes sense to me and God...when I wrote it sitting outside at like 3am a few nights ago.

There is no wind tonight,
I sit here gazing at the sky amid solid aether,
I live in a poem where love exits and life is bliss,
Makes me sway as the nightfall descends and hubris ascends,
I live in God’s mercy,
His smile mine own,
I practice true magic, my truth unknown,
I hold out my hand and the aether is quick,
His voice, my voice,
In the air so thick.